The Dragon Clan, the most unique strong war race in Pangu's world.?

Inheriting the powerful body of the Pangu Saint, the dragon clan has indestructible scales, all-unbreakable minions, dragon horns that can pierce the sky, and breath that can tilt the rivers and seas and shake the stars.

Since the birth of the Dragon Clan, in the ancient times, the dragon clan did not respect the heavens, did not respect the earth, and did whatever he wanted. The Heavenly Court could not control them, and the saints could not do anything to them. They were domineering and unscrupulous. Billions of ethnic groups were trembling in front of them, and countless creatures were trembling in front of them.

Everything is because they are strong enough, especially the first batch of dragon sons of Zulong and Zulong, who are even more powerful than heaven and earth, and no one can restrain the dragon clan between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ao Hao, with eight hundred pure blood dragon warriors, howling and rushing in the sky as if they were injected with chicken blood. The flying bear knight flew at one touch, the Ga warrior died at the touch, and the other monsters with eagle head and lion body kept falling from the sky. Each monster had a broken limb and no corpse died.

Accompanied by Ao Hao's crazy laughter, the heavy spears and halberds in the hands of the eight hundred dragon warriors swayed a series of evil winds, flying bears were torn apart, flying bear knights were knocked away, heavy shields were easily pierced, and thick armor was shattered like paper. Wherever the eight hundred dragon warriors led by Ao Hao were passing, a bloody storm broke out, and large corpses fell to the ground like rainstorms.

"Fight!" Ao Hao waved two huge and heavy long maces, and each attack shook the void, causing terrifying tornadoes. His eyes were red and he roared wildly: "Fight, killing, bleeding, corpses... The little boys of the human race, you are still too weak, too weak, too weak... Compared with the old man of the dragon race, you are just a little boy who has just emerged!"

Ao Hao smiled wildly, and the laughter was like thunder that made the world sway.

He is qualified to be proud. The human race's "big witch" cultivation system is the cultivation method of Fuxi's Saint Emperor, who referred to the most powerful divine beast and bird between the world in Pangu, and was derived from the way the qi and blood flow in the dragon race's extremely powerful body.

After generations of human sages and the perfection of the Holy Emperor, to this day, the human witch palace has not yet figured out the structure of all the tiny veins in the human body, but the dragon clan is born with a smooth vein and a strong vein.

In terms of ** power, the peak Witch Emperor of the human race is not as good as any thousand-year dragon, not to mention that the scale armor on the dragon race is extremely strong, which is ten times or a hundred times more physically than the Witch Emperor of the human race. Ao Hao rushed back and forth in the air, and a large group of Gongsun elites were beaten to spit out blood and fell. Of course, he is qualified to mock the entire human race!

"Fight for the men in the Wind Ruins!" In the dense queue of flying bear knights, many generals of Gongsun clan roared angryly. Countless spears and halberds stood up densely, and stabbed the dragon warriors such as Ao Hao from all directions with a harsh roar.

The roar of "Dingdong" resounded through the sky, and countless fire lights lit up on Ao Hao and the Dragon Clan warriors. Their heavy scales blocked the stabbing of the spear and spear. The most powerful attack among the Flying Bear Knights was just the dragon scales of the youngest Dragon Clan warriors among them, barely hurting his little flesh.

"Hahaha, in the ancient times, your human ancestors were as well-behaved as grandsons in front of my dragon ancestors... Now your human race has reached it, but Mr. Ao Hao still has to teach you a well-behaved human race and never want to climb onto the head of the dragon race!" Ao Hao pulled dozens of flying bear knights with a mace and shouted loudly: "The dragon race is always the uncle of your human race!"

Ao Hao was spraying with white foam all over his mouth, and he roared loudly, but he was quite attentive to start.

When he was facing the alien army of the Ga warriors, he brazenly took the initiative, and few alien warriors who were beaten away by him could survive.

However, facing the Gongsun family's Flying Bear Knight, although he cursed fiercely, he showed some mercy. He beat these Flying Bear Knights seriously and dying with one blow, but did not really hurt their lives. These Flying Bear Knights generally have the combat power of the Witch King level, and some serious injuries will not damage their vitality.

I saw countless human bodies flying around where Ao Hao passed, and the flying bear knights broke their bones and vomited blood from their mouths. The bodies of those warriors who also flew into pieces, and even burst into large blood mists.

Thick blood mist spread in the void, and the sky turned into a faint bloody color.

On the ground, Wu Bi smiled with a sneering smile: "Aunt Dragon Ao Hao? Hehehe, yes, your dragon clan is indeed powerful, but our human clan is also a Pangu Miao. Although we do not have natural powerful **, sharp minions and strong scales, we have a brain that your dragon clan will never have!"

Fiercely, Wu Bi slapped himself hard: "Yeah, I'm really confused. Now we are not human race, we are the extremely noble Yuan Demon clan! Hissing, our wisdom is better than human race!"

Countless black air gushed out from Wu Bi and the Chu Wu tribe behind him. The sad dragon roared faintly from these black air. The black air squirmed quickly, and condensed into a string of strange runes like centipedes in the air, and then flew into the battlefield quickly.

Long twisted and wriggling runes were lightly attached to the weapons of the flying bear knights and the Ga tribe warriors. Accompanied by the low cry of the dragon, the blades of these weapons gradually covered with a faint black air, and the weapons emitted an evil light.

The flying bear knights and the Ga tribe warriors holding these weapons felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling uncontrollably. Under the guidance of some strange force, a strange energy full of ** aura emerged from their bodies.

These strange energy that emitted a faint rotten smell flowed down their arms to the weapons. Then they waved these weapons and slashed hard at Ao Hao and the dragon warriors.

The sound of "puke" was endless. Just like cutting watermelons with a sharp knife, the thick scales on Ao Hao and the dragon warriors were easily cut open, and weapons that emitted a faint light slashed into their bodies, cutting their flesh and blood, leaving deep scars on their extremely strong dragon bones.

There were even dozens of Dragon Clan warriors' arms slashed by the Flying Bear Knight and the Ga Clan warriors, and a large piece of dragon blood was sprayed out of their wounds, but the dragon blood spurted out from their bodies was faintly black, and a faint smell of rotten smell floated out.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ao Hao was the focus of the flying bear knight. He was hit hundreds of times in an instant, and his body, which was as high as ten feet high, was covered with wounds, and a large amount of blood could not control it and leaked out.
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